Sydrone
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Post by Sydrone on Jan 6, 2015 12:19:45 GMT
Sydrone radios Shade What's going on over in Germany? Bullet's still operative, we're under heavy fire so I need to go Be Safe my son Sydrone was driving down the highway and marvelling at the scenery of earth Why would the Decepticons attack such a... beautiful planet with rich history and landscapes? There is so much to learn from the humans, and they could learn from us. The Decepticons only see what's on the outside, never seeing the potential on the inside, That's why Dynamite turned to dark, taking his Endbringer fleet with him, Sydrone takes a left turn down the scenic route Why are all the humans staring? Ain't they ever seen a Lamborghini Veneno before? Sydrone sighs I wish Mum and Dad could see the beauty of Earth Sydrone looks up is that a Protoform? I don't even know if they're friend or foe, Computer. Yes Sir? Scan the Protoform I just saw, Autobot or Decepticon? Scans show that the Protoform is of Decepticon origin Scrap, Scenery'll have to wait s[eeding up to full speed, Sydrone drives off in the direction of the protoform
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Post by Deleted on Jan 6, 2015 17:07:22 GMT
As he resigned himself to waiting, the almost ingrained sound of shifting plates caught his attention. Lifting his gaze and turning his helm to the side to look up at the pod, he noticed the top of it had changed slightly, he couldn't see what had changed due to the sheer size of the thing, but something diffidently had moved. Pushing off from the pod and turning around, he flicked his leg-mounted thrusters into gear and slowly floated up. Peering down at the pod once he'd gained enough height, he could faintly make out the outline of an object. Pressing his servos against the glass-like material and lowering himself closer, so his optics were literal centimetres away from the surface of the pod, he narrowed his blue optics and tried to make out more. Unfortunately the lack of overall light was making his life difficult, so the only thing's he could see were where limbs would be connected, but not the actual connectors themselves.
Sheesh, how long does it take for a giant to wake up nowadays... OI! Get up already so I'm not on my own! This planet could have giant spiders for all I know! Not that it really matters to me, seeing as I can fly and all... But it would still be terrifying!
He knew the sleeping mech couldn't hear him, or maybe he did as a distant voice but it wouldn't do anything, stasis wasn't one of those things you can just wake up from because someone shouted at you... Pushing off from the pod with a sigh, he gradually decreased power and floated down to the ground. Landing gracefully without so much as a thud, the dark blue seeker went back to leaning against the pod, but his leanage wouldn't last long as a voice suddenly called out to him. Acting on reflex, he span around and took aim with his arm blaster, the shifting plates clicking into place seconds before a low hum began to fill the area. Quickly running his gaze across the new mech's form, he quickly spotted a small silver Decepticon symbol and eased up, reverting his blaster back to a servo. Crossing his arms and relaxing, he leaned his shoulder against the pod's surface.
Well, I doubt I'll have anything useful, but have fun looking. Maybe tall dark and sleepy here will have something, IF HE EVER WAKES HIS AFT UP!
He shouted up at the pod, slamming a balled fist against it's surface twice before calming and resuming his relaxed pose.
So, what happened to you?
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Post by Krovennan (Quaketread) on Jan 8, 2015 2:48:27 GMT
The area became virtually silent just as the tornado touched down, cementing the need to run in the minds of a few Humans. An F3 tornado was not something they wanted to be around for. The tornado was still a distance away, but it was obvious it was moving, and those paying enough attention would realise it was heading straight for the pod.With the tornado already picking up debris and detritus from its warpath, it was unclear how well the pod would stand up to the destructive funnel. A few miles out, the freeway was abuzz with activity again, as a military convoy was careening down the road. Among the Humvees, APCs and the occasional jeep with a TOW launcher were several black SUVs, possessing no markings to identify them.
Inside the pod itself, the onboard systems worked tirelessly to awaken their occupant. The power requirements were enormous and it would inevitably take time to meet those requirements. The occupant themselves completely motionless, separated from the outside and unable to receive any signals from the outside until awoken by the systems or the tornado ripping him out of stasis.
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Pyromancer
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Post by Pyromancer on Jan 8, 2015 18:41:39 GMT
Crossing his arms over his cracked chest plating, Pyro sighed loudly as he wandered over to the empty pod, presumably owned by the other mech. Stepping over the blown off door, he placed a clawed servo against the door frame, using it as a balancing point for him to lean into the pod and look for anything useful. It didn't seem like it had seen a lot of action, probably because it was a long distance pod which, upon detecting a close enough signal, awoke it's occupant and notified them of the signal. But there was your standard medkit in the corner, something that could help patch up some of the cracks in his armour. Stepping inside and pulling the small door open, he was greeted with a small welder, welder fuel, two emergency energon tanks and a roll of surgical tape. Taking the energon tanks and welder, he exited the pod and sat down, resting against it's side as he fired up the welder and went to town fixing his armour.
Eh... I found some flammable primitives and decided to give them the gift of fire, an Autobot took offence to that and attack me. But he was one maaaaaaaaaaaaaaajor coward! Left after I cut open his shoulder, at which point some femme attacked me. She was much better, if a little on the boring side. Then that Bot came back and played ring-a-ring-a spark with the femme, as I melted her armour. But then he fired this... Shock wave thing at me, shattered my armour and torn open my tubing. So I just bluffed to the femme that I would blow if the gas caught fire, she ran.
Moving onto his arms, he slowly welded the broken plates back together before moving onto the next area. Thankfully only the front of his armour was smashed, seeing as it took the brunt of the wave, so he didn't need to do any contortionism to repair his back. Looking over at the seeker for a moment, he opened his intake.
So, how long have you been waiting for that guy to wake up?
Unfortunately for Pyro, he was facing away from the tornado, so the fact it was approaching them was lost on him. Hopefully the other Decepticon warned him of the impending doom before he was sucked up, although that would certainly be the experience...
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Sydrone
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Post by Sydrone on Jan 8, 2015 18:47:17 GMT
Sydrone arrives on the scene Hey Decepticon! Sydrone transforms and draws his sword Step away from the protoform and surrender, I DO want to hurt you but we need info so are you gonna come quietly, or am I gonna have to force you to come? Sydrone starts spinning his sword around in his hand and then takes an offensive stance, Well? What's it gonna be Sydrone says, threateningly
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2015 20:04:20 GMT
Huh... That so? Guess the Bots have grown even stupider in my absence... Anyway, I landed only a couple minutes ago, who knows how long this guys been here.
Flicking his gaze up at the pod, the seeker slowly lowered his gaze back to Pyro, where his blue optics widened at the sight behind him. Blinking a couple times to confirm he wasn't just feeling the after effects of whatever was coming out of that mech's tubing, he pushed off from the pod and slowly moved back. Optics locked on the tornado moving towards them, as he prepared to launch.
I would hate to alarm you, but you might wanna turn around, then run in the opposite direction....
He commented in a small voice, before turning sharply and lighting his thrusters. But before he disappeared into the air, a new voice caught his attention. Glancing over at the new arrival, he let out a groan as the Autobot drew his sword, twirling it around like he was some freaking big shot. Deactivating his thrusters with an unheard hum, he turned to face him as he drew his own sword. Appearing in place of his servo, the 4ft blade grew out of itself in sections, each locking together as it increased in length. Made up of about seven identical directions, they all locked together to produce a clean edge, ending in a shallow point. Rolling his shoulders loosely and letting off a series of clicks, he pointed his blade towards the Autobot and smiled to himself.
I'll go with neither. Sleepy head here is a 'Con, and I ain't allowing him to fall into your grubby servos before I've gotten a chance to smack him for making me wait!
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Pyromancer
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Decepticon
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Post by Pyromancer on Jan 8, 2015 20:15:52 GMT
Cocking an eye-brown at the mech, Pyro leaned around, peering out from the corner of the pod. Mirroring the reaction of the seeker, he stood up and began backing away. Hearing the sound of engines being kicked into gear, he span around and watched as the seeker prepared to fly off. He would have called the mech a back stabber for not offering to give him a ride, or even a little warning as to what he was meant to be running from... But then the Autobot stumbled into the scene, causing him to snap his head to look at the bot. Moving his gaze back to the seeker as he took out his weapon, Pyro slowly moved back towards the open pod.
I'm not with him, you can have him! Blasted fragger was just about to leave me behind!
Hoping that took the heat off of him, Pyro stepped back into the pod, hiding himself behind the door frame as he peered out to observe the on-coming battle. Glancing down to the floor, he noticed the blown off door. He imagined it could be reattached, or at least held in place for a little while... Deciding on his next move, he waited inside the pod until the others were locked in battle, which would give him the perfect time to spring into action and save himself from the twister of death closing in on them...
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Sydrone
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Sky's little helper.
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Post by Sydrone on Jan 8, 2015 20:58:58 GMT
Sydrone doesn't break his stance You set 20 of my unit on fire on Cybertron he starts getting angry My best friend melted in front of my optics Pyromancer. You think I'm just gonna leave you to walk free? No. You both are going down Sydrone grabs a knife out of his belt and throws it straight at Pyromancer's chest
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Post by Deleted on Jan 10, 2015 0:12:13 GMT
As the knife flew through the air, spinning in a vertical fashion towards Pyro's chest plate, a sudden blast of energy stopped it short. Smiling to himself as he lowered his blaster, currently taking the place of his left servo, the seeker strode forward with a smug saunter. Stopping a couple paces away from the Autobot, the blue eyed Decepticon let out a deep vent, grinning from audial to audial as he locked his gaze to the mellow-dramatic 'Bot.
You want to know what really grinds my gears? Turns them to dust and just makes me feel cold inside? Mellow-dramatics. If you don't know what that is, I'll explain. Being mellow-dramatic is where you, or another person, luls them self into a sense of self-worth. For example: Pyro here killed your best friend, big deal it's a war. But you have taken it upon yourself to exact revenge! Why? Because he killed your friend, apparently. What makes that different to you killing my best friend? It's not an awful lot to be honest, in fact, the only difference would be the method used to kill the guy, mine would be more painful. SO, to conclude, you're an over-reacting child, sore that he couldn't just shoot the fragger and has instead decided he's going to make everyone else's lives around him a leaving Pit because he was slow!
Throughout his speech, he shifted in place and lifted one or both of his servos to make a point, but never taking his optics off of the mech. Behind the veil of practised incompetence, he was watching every movement and preparing to dodge, heck, his thrusters were on a constant stream of excess power. And although the two engines weren't current active, a mere thought could send him 20ft up into the air in a second, reaction time was the only draw back, so why do you think he was keeping a close eye on him?
So, I'm going to make you a deal. You turn your rosy cheeked self around and walk away, or I throw you into that twister over there. It wouldn't be hard, all I would have to do is boost forward and stab you in the chest, then I could fly over to it and drop it in. It's your call honestly.
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Sydrone
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Post by Sydrone on Jan 10, 2015 8:43:16 GMT
You can try Sydrone seems to shrug off this threat Who even is this guy? Who is he to lecture me on being dramatic or not? Has he not know pain or sorrow? Has he not had a friend just leave like that? Decepticons... How I loath them Sydrone calmly waits for this con to assault him
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Backbeat
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Post by Backbeat on Jan 10, 2015 20:07:24 GMT
The area became virtually silent just as the tornado touched down, cementing the need to run in the minds of a few Humans. An F3 tornado was not something they wanted to be around for. The tornado was still a distance away, but it was obvious it was moving, and those paying enough attention would realise it was heading straight for the pod.With the tornado already picking up debris and detritus from its warpath, it was unclear how well the pod would stand up to the destructive funnel. A few miles out, the freeway was abuzz with activity again, as a military convoy was careening down the road. Among the Humvees, APCs and the occasional jeep with a TOW launcher were several black SUVs, possessing no markings to identify them. Inside the pod itself, the onboard systems worked tirelessly to awaken their occupant. The power requirements were enormous and it would inevitably take time to meet those requirements. The occupant themselves completely motionless, separated from the outside and unable to receive any signals from the outside until awoken by the systems or the tornado ripping him out of stasis. Two unknown figures appear in the area, they walk towards the pod... noting the Autobot and Decepticons fighting in the area as well... These two oddly enough don't join in the fight, instead they set about inspecting the pod...
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Sydrone
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Post by Sydrone on Jan 10, 2015 20:16:35 GMT
Sydrone's expression is one that states he is not amused ( ) What're you two jokers doing? Sydrone does not sheath his sword but he seems to let his guard down a little Get the frag out of here
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Backbeat
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Post by Backbeat on Jan 10, 2015 20:39:45 GMT
One of the unknown transformers, a mech with brown and yellow armor replies, amused...
' Oh don't pay us any mind... We are just here to pick up a friend... Isn't that right? '
The second one, a bird like femme nods in agreement, the first one then adds
' Besides... Don't you have a pointless war to fight or something? '
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Post by Deleted on Jan 10, 2015 21:11:19 GMT
(( Pyro hasn't felt up to Rping as of late, the whole house hold seems to have come down with a case of mass migraine... ))
Noticing the arrival of the two new figures, he spotted an opening in Sydrone's defence. Seeing as the 'Bot wasn't turning away, he decided to act upon the lapse in judgement on the kid's behave. Leaning forward slowly, he kicked his legs out from under him suddenly and flicked his after-burners on, shooting towards the Autobot in a blur of motion. Using his blade as a lance, he stabbed forward toward's the unguarded mid-section plating, aiming to impale him.
Hey! Dandy-D**k! (Short version of Richard, look it up)
If he missed, or nicked him as the case may be, he would swing his body around and halt his forward motion, practically lateral to everyone else. Re-angling himself to face toward Sydrone, he flared up his thrusters and took another swing at him, this time aiming for his left shoulder blade. With a wide grin plastered on his face plate, the dark blue Decepticon loved every second of the encounter. Although he couldn't help but notice how rusty he'd gotten since his time in the field. His thrusters were a little slow for a start, only producing the required amount of thrust in order to propel him through the air with speed. Another thing he'd noticed lagging behind was his own processor: Normally he could perceive things in almost slow-motion, handy when moving at mach 3, but everything seemed normal speed for him, which was disorientating in of itself....
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Backbeat
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Post by Backbeat on Jan 11, 2015 20:00:48 GMT
The two mysterious figures return their attention to the pod. The unknown femme attaches an energon battery to the pod, in an effort to speed up activation. The mech however, lets out an amused laugh as he notices the Decepticon attacking the Autobot
' Speaking of... '
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Post by Deleted on Jan 13, 2015 2:36:43 GMT
Sirens blazing, Norman and his convoy of menacing black Suburbans would enter Fort Worth, in response to a call regarding Team Prime combating some "Decepticons". On orders of Fowler they are there to investigate, and if necessary provide support. One hand on the wheel and another holding a half eaten donut, he would savour the roar of the Charger's custom V8 engine, as he and 4 other black SUVs sped towards their destination. Distant explosions and shots could be heard to a keen human ear.
All callsigns, this is Misfit Leader, radio check, over. Misfit Leader, this is Misfit 1-2, I read you, over. This is Misfit 1-3, I read you, over. Misfit Leader, this is Misfit 1-4, I read you loud and clear. Misfit Leader, this is Misfit 1-5, I read you over. Misfit Leader, roger out.
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Sydrone
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Post by Sydrone on Jan 13, 2015 19:30:41 GMT
Sydrone leans to the side, dodging the first attack then rolls backwards, preventing the second If there's one thing I don't like about you, it's that you'd hit someone when their guard was down Sydrone slashes at Feral's side with his hidden blade
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Post by Deleted on Jan 13, 2015 21:25:05 GMT
Surprised the Autobot had the speed to dodge his attacks, he was using engines capable of mach 3 after all, Feral didn't bother waiting on ceremony as he quickly boosted back, leaving a 4ft distance between his side and the swung blade. Opening his intake to retort, an extremely odd sight caught his attention, odd enough to make him stare blankly with intake half open. The twister some couple hundred feet away from them, had passed through a small river running through the corn field, picking up something very strange as it went. Flailing about with all it's gusto, a huge 8ft long, 428lb... ''Creature'' was being swung around the twister. Taking a second to compose himself, to make sure he wasn't actually dead and dreaming, Feral slowly increased the power in his thrusters and floated upward into the air.
Hold that thought... I'll be back in a second...
Leaning forward and kicking in some real thrust, he shot forward through the air towards the twister. With blue optics locked on the unidentified flying object, Feral reverted his weapons back to servos and extended them. He was stuck in a trance, like some divine being was willing him to go after the creature, intent on him using it for some unknown purpose. Sucked into the twister as he neared it, he lost all sense of control as he tumbled through the air, spinning and cartwheeling with flames shooting out from the back of his legs. Extending his arms out suddenly and spinning, he brought his arms together and reached out, levelling himself as he grasped the air dried tail of the beast. Placing it's mass against his leg, he kicked his engines into overtime and shot forward.
Spinning once, twice, three times around the twister, using it to gain insane amounts of speed and momentum, he suddenly broke free and blasted towards the group. Holding the colossal creature high above his head with both servos, he let out a battle cry as he cleared the distance between him and Sydrone within nano-seconds... Clasped within his hands, arm motors primed and ready to deliver a brutal strike, was a-
FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISH!!!!
Swinging the fish, trout to be precise, in a horizontal strike across Sydrone's face plate. Bands of white air had appeared on Feral, signally he had broken the sound barrier, fish along with him, and was using the ridiculous speed to swing a sold mass of muscle at the Autobot. But this was no ordinary fish. Due to it's river being flooded with toxic waste, it had grown to massive proportions and increased in density equal to that of Tungsten. In practical terms, Feral was swinging a Tungsten rod the size of a door towards Sydrone's head, made of meat. And powered by hatred.
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Post by autobotsabre on Jan 13, 2015 21:50:34 GMT
Having just received the emergency comm signal Sabre knew the signal would have only occurred if an Autobot was largely outnumbered. He was also aware of the storms in the close proximity as a groundbridge appeared in the distance outside of the storm zone as Sabre shot out of the groundbridge in his alternative mode. The golden coloured jet flying upwards into the clouds as he began to move into position for a bombing run, he was currently tracking targets as Sabre locked onto the locations of Feral, Backbeat and Pyromancer.
Nearing closer Sabre knew he couldn't take on three well armed enemies in a fair fight as he kept track of the high storms his frame began to tilt, the best thing he could do was provide cover-fire till more Autobot's arrived due to the call. Reaching closer to firing range Sabre calculated he only had a few more seconds to prepare as he began to cycle his weapon systems dropping his missiles into the launching chambers as he picked his targets, the missiles headed for Feral and Backbeat. Will his central rotary cannons began to spin up on either side of the fighter jet's internal weapon bays as the barrels barely stuck out from underneath the wings.
Then he entered the combat zone as Sabre flew by firing all the loaded missiles as a number of air to ground missiles where sent in different directions towards both Feral and Backbeat, all the while he finally unleashed the rotary cannons ammunition as he lined the weapon and his bombing run up with Pyromancer. The moment he had made his way through he planned to shoot back up into the sky for another run, that was unless someone intervened.
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Pyromancer
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Post by Pyromancer on Jan 13, 2015 22:20:52 GMT
By this point, Pyromancer had climbed into Feral's landed pod and reclined against the chair within. With his clawed servos interwoven behind his helm, one leg crossed over the other, he merely watched the battle outside. He was resting after his battle with the two earlier Autobots, his crudely welded together armour a testament to the damage he received. Flicking his goggle covered gaze across to look at the two figures as they attached some device to the much larger pod, he let out a long vent as he leaned back and closed his optics. The tubing leading to his dual flame-throwers had been shredded, so his only comfortable means of attack had been disabled. Now he could still bring out his pulse-cannon and shoot off a couple limbs, but that wasn't as fun, so he simply decided to stay out of the fight.
His relaxation however was abruptly ended when the seeker flew through the air shouting, ''fiiiiiiish'' as he swung some scaly mass at the Autobot. Shaking his helm slightly, he returned to the task of relaxing seconds before a series of bangs rattled out through his pod. Falling off of the chair from the rocking motion brought on by the missiles impacting against it's hardened hull, Pyro let out a low growl as he picked himself up, rubbing his helm after striking it against a nearby control panel. Picking himself up and striding over to the pod's entrance, he wrapped a servo around it's lip and poked his head out to see what all the noise was about. Scanning the skies for any fliers, he quickly noticed a jet of some description shooting over them with weapons out. Venting to himself, he pushed off from the door frame and headed back inside, twirling and placing himself back on the chair. The others could handle him, he'd done enough fighting for today, mindless destruction was still fresh in his mind however.
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